Sunday, August 19, 2012

DODO.


DODO.



So you seem to be unique,
much more than others here.
A quick light issues forth,
enough to capture something clear.
A pulse within my carotid vein,
tells me more than only words,
would create an image to remain,
I bless the day you came.
Saharah shone this dullest day,
so full of clouds, so grey.
And here I fell too deep,
that craving won't let me eat,
or even forget you, or even sleep,
I bless the day you came.
Would the heavens allow a clue,
of how I long to be with you,
and be the one by your side,
on the train of life we'd ride.
Oh songbird sweet as April rain,
I bless the day you came.